i was on duty on a saturday and i booked out on a sunday. i was thinking of getting my watch repaired and henceforth i went to woodland centre but it was not open so i went home. it doesnt matter. along the way on 911, i passed by my secondary school back gate and back to my old house that i used to stay. how much have changed since i left 5 years ago. back then i was 16. it just felt nice and i miss that feeling of going to school. secondary is indeed the best time of our life. or rather i should say, schooling is the best. the time when you just throw your bag aside and just play after school, the badminton trainings i attended, the after school and going home at 1 or 2. buying lunch at triple 8. all these are moment that i missed. that day we had our off, i was buying lunch at triple 8 at about 1 plus, the weather was good, and i breathed in as i walked in triple 8 plaza. i savour every step that i took. i knew that, it was the moment and i treasured it. if only it can last forever. things wouldnt come and go. i will still be 15. =)
fast forward to sunday when i booked out, i met jiaying for breakfast at amk and she left for project discussion after that. the breakfast was perfect, not the food, but the time we spent together. it was raining, and we enjoyed each other company. it is always the rainy weather that never fail to make me miss her more than usual. im glad we met each other for breakfast.
alright. past 3 months. i have been going outfield training every single week. it was tough, but i have overcome it. it was week after week outfield. it was tiring. it was enjoyable. its kinda love yet hate feeling. i don't know how to describe it. if you ask me to do it again, i will tell you no please. but if you stuff it down my throat, i will just do it. love yet hate feeling.
i am officially one year soldier on 5th october 2010. looking back, 6th october 2009 to 5th october 2010 was the longest year i ever had in my life. the every morning, 530 am waking up, training and training. there were many moments, that i just felt like crying, i broke down, i felt life was hard. i have hit the lowest point in my life. almost sink into depression. just felt the world has came down really hard on me. however, i have survived through. yes. i have survived. every weekend was with jiaying. without her i wouldnt have survive. it would be much tougher. she has the been my pillar of strength.
the coming year ahead, it is going to be tough. but there is a main goal, which is ORD. i will be out of army then. jiaying and i have been waiting for this date. 5th august 2011. its alright about the pink ic, its the freedom. i just cant wait to get back my civilian life. and yes, perhaps i will miss life in army. but i will never want to have one again.
and if you guys do wonder what do guys do in BMT, you can go youtube and search for every singaporean son. it consist of 14 episodes and still going, on what is BMT training all about.
on a happier note, my nephew is born on 9th september 2010. his name is Tay Zhi Yang, Zaeden. the first grandson in my family. my parents are really happy to have him and we welcome him to our family, just that my sister have problem adjusting. My sister use to have all the love from my father, and now, she has to share the love with Zaeden. she is angry, jealous and can't adjust to it. my sister, always wanna be like a child, everyone dotes on her. haha. all i can do is to sayang my sister. =)
and Ivy, whom i have mentioned a few times in my previous post, is pregnant! haha. congrats to her. and i cant imagine she taking care of her own child, walking around with someone holding on to her hand. haha.
31st october 2010. six years together. i know how much you have put in into this relationship, i never say, but i know, i can feel it, i can see it. there is nothing i can do to repay you for the care and love you have given me. i cant find words, or i cant type out paragraphs of words to describe how much i feel for you and how thankful i am to you but i just wanna say, dear, thank you and i love you. it encompasses all.
Alan.
